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Apple Cider Lyrics - Artist : Khary
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye Uhhh... This is weird Fresh up out the shower I got dollars to get Yeah, they screamin', yeah, they holler I'm a popular kid Don't you come 'round wit' them problems I'm just mindin' my business Life is sweet like apple cider I sit back, take a sip [*gasp*] You could pass it, you could lob You could bet it on me In Las Vegas with the eyes Why you sweatin', homie? Yeah, I do think I'm a god All this heaven, homie You still don't get why I'm high I'm just better, homie Back up just a bit, watch me rap 'bout nothing Bargain for the fit, call that Goodwill hunting Shorty hit me quick when she say that I was something Need a foreign whip- vroom, vroom, vroom! You can't touch this I am too cool to react, though [*gasp*] I could make a move in my bath robe [*gasp*] They guardin' the right, I go with my left I turn out the lights, I shoot it like Steph Hold your breath I don't even wanna hear you, hold this L "We-ooh-we-ooh-we-ooh-we-ooh!" [?] fell Up the hill like Jack and Jill, I brought a pail, wish me well I do not know what has gotten into me But please don't kill the vibe, I'm gathering all my energy The leader of my tribe, finally get what I'm meant to be You cannot defend the king, James Fresh up out the shower I got dollars to get Yeah, they screamin', yeah, they holler I'm a popular kid Don't you come 'round wit' them problems I'm just mindin' my business Life is sweet like apple cider I sit back, take a sip [*gasp*] You could pass it, you could lob You could bet it on me In Las Vegas with the eyes Why you sweatin', homie? Yeah, I do think I'm a god All this heaven, homie You still don't get why I'm high I'm just better, homie |
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